Marci writes about creativity & love, paints, sings, & is passionate about her world and allows it to feed her soul.
I see a movie, read a book, find an interesting article, overhear a random conversation and I hear the Universe talking to me and inspiring me.
And then the nurse left the darkened hospital room again and the only sound was the rhythmic beeping of the machines. Alone, Emma sat cross-legged in the vinyl-upholstered visitor’s chair, her arms crossed tightly across her chest, her face rigid and her jaw clenched silently staring into space. At once she was…
But I was not always. Life has been a roller coaster of experiences: my parent’s divorce, my bi-polar mother’s addiction and subsequent death, my own divorce, several crazy relationships with aggressive, narcissistic…
Many of us have because the mother/daughter relationship is built on so many layered emotions that, at times, it is hard to figure it…